weird to see this, i guess it's really him. i realize that "famous" people do things that the rest of us do, but i'm always intrigued when i see it happen. but i'm no star****er! click here: http://positiveapeindex.blogspot.com/2005/04/car-****_111306859773213898.html tred.
I met him VLV a few years ago. He a bit if a ****, but had a HOT *** big ***ted blonde he was dating.
yep...REALLY nice guy...so is his WIFE the so-called blonde mentioned above... now that you know what she looks like, you understand why he paints the chicks looking like they do...it's either that, or that's why his wife looks like she does... Ruth & Coop are both great....
QUOTE: Driving around in a 76-year-old car is quite enjoyable, and, since mine is usually the only one at the stoplight, also makes for an interesting little social experiment. Most folks seem to dig it, (especially little kids) some just look at me as if I were a weirdo.. ok
I am one comment away from being gone forever... I promise not to test Ryan, cuz I know he doesn't want to do it.
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to many old cars cause his art work iss kick ****ing *** dont know if we are more coop or **** fans but eather way coops a killer artest
Thanks Brush....Wood was a paratrooper in WW2 and gave his all for his art- his insides, his eyes, his marriage...and his life....he shot himself in the head after losing the eyesight that allowed him to create all the art in his lifetime that current artists are riding high with: pin-ups,robots,sci-fi 50's BEM...all the stuff that is being used as subject matter in scenester galleries everywhere....beatniks, spacegirls, and too much more to list.....there would be no Coop, no ****... Wally Wood was a true original.....I would have ruled his panel borders and fetched his coffee for free.
Yea John,his sight was going and he was afflicted by some other health disorder,he was reduced to doing cheap dirty cartoons at the end and was pretty much used up.Took one in the head. A mentor of mine told me a great story,when he was a young man in the mid-50's,he went to NYC with his family on vacation and his only request was to visit EC comics and try to meet his hero Wally Wood.He did get to the building,30+floors up ,high in the sky and asked the secretary if it would be alright to meet Mr. Wood.She said "sure" and lead him down a smokey corridor to a door at the end of the hall.Expecting a huge studio and all it's granduer,he was taken back to see the man himself working in a panicked fashion in a small room the size of a closet!....Drawing everwhere,and all kinds of bus. types yelling at him for art he was struggling to finish.The balloon for him was popped. I can relate to that story all the time I am here,in the art bunker..night after night after night after night after night......... .....some **** never changes. ....oh wait,..the phone is ringing,it must be the Copra Nason Gallery.
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